On the eve of the Festival of the Gods, Xia Lan braved the heavy snow and followed the last batch of civilian ships back to Bolavis.
The population of Dawn City reached about 140,000 due to the two fleets' non-stop transportation day and night.
He arranged winter supplies in the north and only went south after the commune was established, so he came back a little late. However, he felt a little strange to see no one coming to greet him at the empty dock.
Just as Xia Lan was wondering whether his subjects should choose a new king instead of him, he noticed a figure standing in the snow at the dock. Perhaps he had been standing there for too long, and the snowflakes fell on his white cloak, making Xia Lan think it was a snowman.
"She is Zixi Zilaner."
Kannipal whispered something in Xia Lan's ear and arranged for the people on the boat to leave, leaving Xia Lan alone to think about how to deal with this problem.
Ash Mido threw his wife and daughter to him and went to Zilan Island to fight to the death, leaving him no chance to refuse.
Xia Lan slowly walked down from the boat, looked at the people in the snow and was about to say something, but the two king's guards stood behind him vigilantly, making him swallow his words.
"Uh...Long, Green, we've arrived at Boravice. It's safe here. You can take a rest now."
The two looked at each other and it seemed to be true, but it would not be good for the king's guards to abandon their duties. Just then, Volor got off the boat and pulled the two little ghosts away.
"Zi Xi greets His Majesty."
Xia Lan approached, and Zi Xi bowed shyly. Snowflakes fell between the two of them, as if a chasm was running between them.
Xia Lan looked at her for a long time, her eyes sweeping over Zi Xi Zi Lan'er's eyes, nose, lips, and lower neck. She didn't know how this woman who was as beautiful as a work of art could dress so ordinary.
"No need to be polite."
Xia Lan reached out and touched Zi Xi's face. Although a hint of resistance flashed in her eyes, the woman did not resist.
"Crack..."
A slightly cool finger touched the tip of his nose, and there seemed to be a sound of ice cracking, but Zi Xi, who was a little nervous, subconsciously ignored it.
"You have a snowflake on your nose."
Zi Xi touched the tip of her nose that Xia Lan had touched, and after a moment of hesitation she only said,
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Xia Lan didn't say anything else, just waved her hand and said, "Okay, I still have things to do, you go back first."
Zi Xi seemed to be relieved. After bowing, she turned around and left carefully. Watching the figure leaving, Xia Lan lit the ring.
Master: "The pages of destiny are in hand. After the Enlightenment Festival, we will begin the sea route plan..."
Dawn City has been completely built and can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people. It has no city walls, so if there are more people, it can be expanded on its basis.
Designed and directed by the Church of Craftsmen, the entire city is majestic and classically beautiful. In addition, it is the only building in the atrium built according to the epic legend of "plastering and masonry walls". In the eyes of Xia Lan's Eye of Truth, it also hides a mysterious power.
In the heavy snow, the fighting battlefield in the east of the city was bustling with people, and everyone was watching the competition in the center in the spacious venue.
The minotaur Soto wielded his heavy spear and fought with Aceris in a fierce battle. The sparks created by the collision of sword and spear attracted the fiery gazes of everyone in the field.
The senior masters of various churches sat on the podium and tasted Bolavis's fine wine. The fighting below the stage was just a child's play to them and did not arouse much interest in them.
"ah!"
Soto swung the spear over his back, performing a few gun tricks to disrupt Acaris, and then he stabbed continuously, leaving afterimages.
This minotaur has been wandering the arena for years. Not only is he experienced in combat, he also makes the battles pleasing to the eye. For him, victory is sometimes not important, but the battle must be beautiful. This is why he can sleep with several mistresses and still be alive.
But Acaris is different. His moves are simple and effective, and he is still growing in battle. He quickly adapted to Soto's fighting rhythm, which is flashy but deadly.
"The boy with the heavy sword is a good seedling of the Ares Church. He is improving with every battle. Although it is subtle, I can still feel it."
Sora stroked his beard and said while watching the battle.
"That minotaur is not bad, but his mentality needs to be improved."
"Forget about the Church of the God of War. They claim to be born for war, but they were slaughtered by a nerdy church and dared not even fart."
The people from the Church of Knowledge looked at Ceci with resentment and said, "Can you please not talk like that? What kind of nerd church are you?"
"The outcome will soon be decided."
Rafael rubbed his hands and said regretfully that the boy named Acaris was so pedantic that he didn't even dare to have a fake match, causing him to miss the opportunity to make a fortune.
"Crack~"
Soto broke Aceris's heavy sword at a tricky angle, and the spear head went straight into Aceris's neck.
Just when the outcome was decided, Acarius deflected the spear tip with the wrist guard in his hand and drew his sword close.
"Bang!"
Soto was chopped away by Shang Liao's heavy sword. If it weren't for the protection of the blue-patterned armor, he would have been cut in two. However, he also knew that he had lost.
Acarius had the opportunity to cut off his arm at the joint of the armor under the armpit, but he obviously showed mercy just now.
"Okay, next up is Peterbi of the God Eater Cult versus Tser of Faox!"
As soon as the host Ryan finished speaking, the people of Faox in the audience were confused. They were familiar with every strong man in Faox, and every knight of the Storm Knights was also famous. Who was this person named Tser?
Two movable stoves were brought up, followed by two young men.
Delane and Ryan, sitting on top, used amplification magic to say, "Well, it seems both contestants are in pretty good shape after the intense preliminaries. I didn't expect that Tser could defeat the other contestants from the God of Food Cult and advance to the finals of this food competition."
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